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Benedict was nervous about going out tonight. He had never been to a Christmas market and wasn’t sure what to make of it. Rhosh had insisted that he would love it and it was time that he got into the Christmas spirit. After all, they were members of the court now and Lestat loved nothing but an extravagant Christmas ball.
The Market in Dresden was absolutely beautiful. Benedict could not believe he had never been to one before. The stands with all of the beautiful gifts for sale caused Benedict’s eyes to widen. Rhosh had been watching his reactions intently and loved how child-like he looked when looking at something beautiful.
The smells surrounded them from all of the fresh made goodies that vendors were selling. Rhosh bought a hot cider for both himself and Benedict to warm their hands with. It also smelled divine. Spiced apples was one of Rhosh’s guilty pleasures.
“Do you see anything you like?” Rhosh asked him as he grasped his elbow.
“So many things, Rhosh. How do I choose?” Benedict asked with a smile.
“You may choose anything you like. Buy gifts for the family. I will have them shipped to France.” Rhosh had leaned over and whispered into Benedict’s ear.
Benedict shuddered. “Okay.” He whispered back as he set off to pick out gifts for each De Landen member. “Should we get one for Magnus?” He asked after several minutes.
“Is Magnus a De Landen?" Rhosh asked absently.
“Well…yes.” Benedict replied sheepishly.
“Then get him a gift. Perhaps you should also pick something out for the extended members.” Rhosh replied as he walked towards the next vendor.
“You are talking about the Prince and his fledglings.” Benedict said as he picked up a small glass angel.
“I am. I do believe it is time everyone at court is reminded what family they belong to.” Rhosh grinned as he took the angel from Benedict’s hand and set it down.
“Always one to give less than subtle reminders.” Benedict said cheekily.
Rhosh came up behind him and pinched him on the butt. Benedict yelped and laughed at how playful Rhosh was being. He thought that perhaps it was the holiday season. Perhaps the festive season had finally broken through that cold heart that belonged to his maker.
They came around the corner to another vendor and Benedict halted in his tracks. “This. We should get one for each of us.”
Rhosh leaned over the table to see what had captured Benedict’s attention. Gold bracelets with a plague to add script to it. A name could be added and would have a gemstone on each side.
“I think it would be perfect.” Rhosh told Benedict quietly.
“Yeah.” Benedict said as he looked into Rhosh’s eyes. “We can get everyones name inscribed on them with their favorite color for the stones.”
“I think that would be lovely. Although why don’t we keep it simple. Make each one say De Landen.” Rhosh began laughing.
Benedict rolled his eyes and began speaking to the vendor as Rhosh wandered away to look at the massive Christmas tree.
“It’s beautiful.”
Rhosh turned his head to see Benedict standing beside him looking up and admiring the lights.
“Have you gotten everything ordered?” Rhosh asked.
“I have. They will be delivered to the chateau in a few days. Well before Christmas.”
“Good.” Rhosh said as he took Benedict’s arm and began leading him towards the ferris wheel.
“Would my love like a ride?” Rhosh asked sweetly.
Benedict chuckled. “I would indeed.”
“Very good.” Rhosh said as they approached the entrance.
They took their seats and watched as the ground got a little smaller as they rose into the air.
“This is nice.” Benedict sighed out as he snuggled in closer to his maker.
“ I agree.” Rhosh said as he pulled Benedict close.
The Ferris wheel circled around a few more times before they stopped at the top as the operator was letting people off.
When it didn’t move a moment later Benedict looked over at Rhosh.
Rhosh just grinned.
“You are not, Rhosh I-” Rhosh cut Benedict off with a kiss.
“Just relax.” Rhosh told him as he moved over Benedict and began unbuttoning his pants. “I am going to give you an early present.”
Benedict gasped. “Not again.”
“Again.” Rhosh said, chuckling.
At least we are up high this time. Benedict thought to himself as Rhosh removed his cock from his pants. Benedict jumped when the cold hit him.
“I cannot have my beloved cold.” Rhosh said in a serious voice before he leaned over and took Benedict into his mouth.”
Benedict moaned loudly before he slapped his hand over his mouth. Rhosh lifted up for a moment. “No one can hear you. I am making sure of it.” He said before going back to his gift giving.
Benedict reached out his mind and realized that no one had any idea of what was going on. As the ferris wheel began again and he could see the people coming into view, no one was even looking at them. He relaxed and began to enjoy himself.
When he felt himself entering Rhosh’s throat he threw his head back and moaned loudly.
“St-stop.” Benedict stuttered out. “I am going to come if you keep doing that.”
Rhosh stopped and lifted up to look Benedict in the eyes. “That is exactly what I am aiming for.”
Benedict almost sobbed as Rhosh took him to the root again.
Benedict couldn’t take it anymore. He reached out his hand and took a handful of Rhosh’s hair as he spilled deep into his maker's throat.
Rhosh carefully tucked Benedict back away and then pulled him into a deep kiss. Benedict moaned when he tasted himself on Rhosh’s tongue.
As they came to the end of their ride, Rhosh had his head buried deep in Benedict’s neck and was drinking deeply. As the ride conductor undid the bar to release them Benedict looked up and gasped.
There standing not too far away in the shadows, with his arms crossed leaning against a tree and smoking a cigarette was Daniel.
You know, I knew the two of you were dirty. I just didn’t realize you were habitual exhibitionists. Daniel said directly into Benedict’s minds.
Rhosh lifted his head and helped Benedict from the ride.
“Taking notes to take back to your gremlin.” Rhosh said as they strode by.
“Whatever makes you think I need to take notes.” Daniel said, trying and failing to sound offended.
Rhosh looked the young vampire up and down before laughing. “You are just like your maker.” He said before turning away..
Benedict stood in front of Daniel. I’m sorry. He said into Daniel’s mind.
Don’t be. I told you, Armand used to do the same thing to me. Perhaps we should talk on how to get back at Rhosh. Daniel replied.
Benedict laughed. “I would like that.” He said with a devilish look on his face. “I would like that very much.”
As Benedict was pulled away by Rhosh, Daniel called after him. “I will be in touch.”
Benedict couldn’t help but smile. Next year was going to be very interesting.